One Direction Imagines

Breastfeeding

Yeah, I wanna try some baby stuff since my niece was just born I have a bit of baby fever, and I don't plan on being a pregnant teen, so I will imagine with you guys. :)
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Liam:

"Who's my baby?" He cooed to his son and the baby just whined more.

"C'mon Charles, wake up buddy." You wouldn't accept Charles anymore until he woke up, because he didn't eat if he wasn't woken up. And you didn't feel like whipping out your breasts for no reason.

"There's those eyes." Liam walked over to you, bouncing his son lightly. You unhooked part of your breast pad and took Charles. His toothless mouth lacthed onto you quite harshly and you winced.

"Hey, calm down there mister." You teased. Liam tried to look anywhere but you and you rolled your eyes.

"Liam, you have a penis. I have breasts and a vagina, you can't be embarrassed if this is what makes our family." He sat down next to you on the sofa and kissed your head.

"Okay."

Zayn:

"Y/n, y/n." You yawned and stretched out.

"Sophie, you hungry baby?" You asked, rubbing your eyes and unhooked your breast pad and took her from Zayn.

"Zayn, stop that." He was staring and you thought it was very impolite. You guided your breast to her mouth and she sucked on the soft skin.

"I can't help it your boobs are amazayn." You rolled your eyes and smacked his arm.

"Sophie, gets her own kinda coffee." (He pronounces it co-fee to make it ryhme.)

"Zayn, if you write a song about breastfeeding I may just punch you."

Harry:

You were awoken by the sounds of a cry.

"Ugh..."

"I'll get her, babe." You smiled and buried your face back into your pillow. Minutes later you heard a little clank, and felt your chest being moved, more like groped, and then something close around your nipple.

"Harry?" You asked tiredly. Your eyes opened to see Darcy lying down with your breast in her mouth.

"She was hungry, so I felt which one was fuller and gave her that one." In a way, you felt slightly violated.

"Did you stare?" He shook his head, but his eyes directed to your daughter, or so you thought.

"No. But, this'll be good enough to fall asleep to." You closed your eyes.

"Goodnight Harold."

"Goodnight babe."

Niall:

"Y/n, I'm home." He walked into the nursery and smirked at you.

"He's eatin again?" You nodded and he neared you, he softly caressed you son's cheek and pet his brown hair.

"You look so beautiful." He whispered, glancing at you. You were taken aback.

"Huh?" Niall chuckled and went back to the entrance of the room.

"You look like an angel when you breastfeed. Taking care of Tiger like that." You glanced down at Tiger and looked up at Niall with a smile.

"I love you." He nodded and blew you a kiss.

"I love you. See ya in bed."  And with that, he exited the room.

Louis:

"She's a real trooper. Eating every last drop of Mum, huh?" Louis said, walking back in from rehearsals. He walked over to you on the sofa and planted a kiss on your head. He moved to Jasmine's forehead and then a soft peck on your breast she was feeding off of.

"Louis!" You smacked his arm.

"That's for Jass." Louis smirked and then his gaze traveled to your breast and stayed there.

"Do I need to use this blanket?" You cooed to your baby and reached for your blanket and covered her and your breast so Louis' eyes couldn't see.

"Party boob." He grumbled and went into the kitchen to make food, you watched as he started cooking, and when Jasmine was finally done, you were so sore. You placed her in the small cradle you had set up in the living room and started to take off your nursing bra.

"Whactha doin' that for?" His hoarse voice whispered in your ear. You finally managed to slip it off and covered up with your shirt again. But Louis had other ideas and started touching them. You winced and groaned.

"I did that, because they hurt Tomlinson." You growled and then he started massaging.

"Is that better?" You looked to your shoulder to see him looking at you with soft eyes.

"Much."